Lyrics:
unpacks memories
That he saved from Vietnam
Back home they didn't know too much
There was just no way to tell
I guess you had to be there
For to know that
the money dance
Whitey Bulge' your horse, soldier leaving Vietnam
Pledge allegiance to the flag
Where we keep it 100 and get your money back
Pull a plug,
over my bed
My Granddaddy fought in World War II
But my Daddy went to Vietnam
And I ain't scared to grab my gun
And fight for my homeland
If you
father to South Korea,
The mind of my brother to Vietnam,
Now there's a banker who says I must give up my land.
There are four generations of blood in
rockets jumpin' like Vietnam
As mama be within me importantly grip tighter
Ain't no hope for a young nigga
Ain't no goals for a young nigga
Too short
over my bed
My Granddaddy fought in World War II
But my Daddy went to Vietnam
And I ain't scared to grab my gun
And fight for my homeland
If you
and back again"
He never got farther than Vietnam,
I was standin' there with her when the telegram come
For Lillian.
Now he's lyin' somewhere about
(Good morning Vietnam) Yeah we trying to earn stripes
Get jammed up with what it cost you your whole life (damn!)
So say goodnight to the bad guy
the most work
So be alert and stay calm
as you enter, the concrete Vietnam
You say, the strong survive
Shit, the strong even die, in South Central
Yeah
never got farther than Vietnam,
I was standin there with her when the telegram come
For Lillian.
Now he's lyin somewhere about a million miles from
line
While sipping on
Some homemade wine
That's who he is
And what he does
He's just like us
My Dad's got
A crippled hand
A casualty of Vietnam
know)
A fake and my palm is wrapped around this eight
And my arm because the dirty south is straight Vietnam (yeah)
I skate with the bomb
I'm askin'
the kill
Luring all our children underground in Babyion
We came frorm apple pie and mom
through Civil Rights and Ban the Bomb
To Watergate and Vietnam
or the spine fixer
It's going down like the Catalina Wine Mixer
She going down like the hands on my time ticker
I'm always strapped, Vietnam, nigga
We are
the world that Johnny can do
My home town burnin' down to the ground
Worser than Vietnam
Well, it started on twelfth and Clairmont, this mornin'
I just
Vietnam war
I have seen the rain
I've survived the pain
Oh I've been home 30 years or so
And I'm just stepping off of the plane
[Chorus]
We
strictly calm.
Now it's like motherfucking Vietnam.
Everybody killin', tryin' to make a killin',
Niggas stealin', motherfuckers willin' to dealin'.
With
they built the tanks and bombs
That won this country's wars
We sent our sons to Korea and Vietnam
Now we're wondering what they were dyin' for
Here
to stay on deck
So I ran up on this nigga and I shot him in his neck
Shooting like a motherfucking Vietnam vet
Riding on this nigga disrespecting my set
father to South Korea
The mind of my brother to Vietnam
Now there's a banker who says I must give up my land
There are four generations of blood in this
Richie
Who, by the way, was a Commodore
One time she gave mouth-to-mouth to a snaggle-tooth boar
Who couldn't breathe right since the Vietnam War
Then
never got farther than Vietnam,
I was standin there with her when the telegram come
For Lillian.
Now he's lyin somewhere about a million miles from
loves, money and ends
You need some work? Meet me in the bricks nigga
You come short? I'ma wet your shirt nigga
It's like Vietnam on the ghetto in these
unpacks memories
That he saved from Vietnam
Back home they didn't know too much
There was just no way to tell
I guess you had to be there
For to know that
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